Aside from Jaken, the rest of the Shiro had been warned away from the western garden, citing ongoing repairs. No one had questioned the order, as the Shiro never lacked in its ability to provide peaceful areas of relaxation.
Sesshoumaru wasn't surprised to find the miko in the one place forbidden to all others, and yet as relief seeped into his muscles, he couldn't help but wonder what had drawn her to this place.
Certainly not the beast itself.
"It's alright," she whispered.
Unsure which of them the miko was talking to, Sesshoumaru stepped closer, placing a steady hand over hers, stilling her movements before slowly pulling her away.